Chapter 8
Human Mirror
Closing the door to the girls toilets behind him, the Past Harry left the hallway, Ron and Harry completely surprised.
'He's a follower of Voldemort!' Harry cried,
'But how? He's you! From the past!' Ron snapped back,
'I don't know but I'm going to find out!' Harry replied, stepping out from behind the statuette and walking slowly towards the toilet door.
'Harry! What are you doing! Come back!' Ron yelled at him, but he began to follow him.
When they reached it, the put their ears to the cold glass to hear what was going on inside.
'That is not possible! I cannot get hold of him! He is always surrounded by people!' They heard the other Harry cry.
'WELL TRY HARDER!!!' A very loud voice replied back, 'YOU MUST RETRIEVE THE PHILOSOPHER'S STONE AS SOON AS YOU CAN!! YOU KNOW WHY!'
'What makes you think that it is here master?'
'IT WAS TAKEN BY HARRY POTTER AND HE SHALL STILL BE IN POSSESSION OF IT IN THAT TIME FRAME!'
'I still don't understand how that makes it possible'
'DON'T QUESTION ME!!'
'I am sorry my master, I did not mean to upset you! Tomorrow I shall continue my search for that stone! Meanwhile I will come home'
At that very moment, Ron and Harry, leaned on the door and it swung open, they fell to the ground, sliding along and leaving them lying on the cold stone floor below the other Harry. They looked up at him and he just grinned back.
'Well, well, perhaps I don't need to leave after all!' He told them, as they both got up off the ground. Ron started towards the door again, but Harry stopped him.
'No, you can't be afraid of him! It's just me!'
'Yes, he's right! I'm just you! One year before, and from another dimension!'
Harry looked to Ron who looked as if he was going to cry. He stepped forward cautiously and looked into the other Harry's eyes.
'Why are you here? What do you want from me? Do you want the Philosopher's Stone?' He asked him slowly, the other Harry grinned back at him and just laughed.
'You do catch on quickly don't you?' He laughed back, 'That's right I want that stone!'
'What for?'
'Don't ask too many questions kid!.......I want the philosopher's stone because master Voldemort promised me that he would bring back my parents for me. And I can tell you this now, kid! Nothing is going to stop me!!' The other Harry yelled at him,
'Don't believe him! He lied to me! He lied to you!' Harry cried back,
'Yes but you see, me and master Voldemort have been partners for quite a while now, and we always keep our promises!'
'You don't understand! Voldemort was made to be an evil man and he won't do it!!'
The other Harry got mad and grabbed him by his throat.
'DON'T TELL ME WHAT I ALREADY KNOW! HE IS A GREAT MAN! HE WILL BE THE RULER OF ALL THE WIZARDING WORLD! DON'T YOU FORGET THAT HARRY POTTER OR I WILL DO THE SAME TO YOU AS I DID TO YOUR BELOVED CARETAKER FILCH!,' Harry was struggling to loosen the other Harry's grip so that he could breathe. Ron came over and tried to pull him off, but he just let go, leaving him to fall to the floor, clutching his throat. 'DO YOU HAVE THE STONE OR NOT!'
'No I don't! It was destroyed by Dumbledore the moment it was taken away from the dungeons'
There was a long silence while the other Harry almost stumbled backwards into the wall. He looked as if he was about to have a heart attack, but he got back up, very furiously, and walked back over to Ron and Harry.
'Excuse me? Did I hear you wrong? I am sure that you said the stone was DESTROYED!!'
'It is' Harry replied shakily,
Another silence rang out as the other Harry let out a piercing scream into the mirror that was beside him.
'NO!! IT CAN'T BE GONE!! I NEED THAT STONE! I WANT MY PARENTS BACK!' He continued to scream, and pulled out his wand, pointing it directly at Harry's head, 'AND NO IMPOSTER IS GOING TO KEEP ME FROM THINKING SO!!'
There was a flash of green light and something shot out of the end of his wand and hit the stone floor just as Harry rolled away. He got up swiftly and took out his wand as well. Past Harry was still attempting to attack him, but Harry continued to use repelling charms to keep it from hitting him. He got furious and turned to Ron.
'RON WATCH OUT!' Harry shrieked, just as a red spark of light shot out of his wand and hit Ron just on the tip of his shoulder, ending up in him falling backwards onto the floor, 'NO!!'
The room went silent as he again turned back to Harry, wand pointing directly at his head.
'YOU DON'T GET IT DO YOU!?' Harry screamed trying to back away from the imminent wand at his head, 'THE STONE ISN'T HERE ANYMORE! IT'S GONE! I DON'T HAVE IT!'
'Yes, I know that, yet, I also know that you were the one that removed it from the dungeons, were you not?'
'Well.....yes but'
'And I also know now that because of you, the stone was DESTROYED AND IT'LL NEVER BE USED AGAIN!'
'Uh....'
'AND IT WAS ALL YOUR FAULT!' Past Harry lunged forward at Harry's throat, grabbing him and smashing him up against one of the toilet doors. He tried struggling, and even tried the same thing that he did the last year by burning him with his hands but it didn't seem to work. Past Harry continued to bash Harry against the wall, until he started to feel a little faint. But one thing that he noticed was the Time-Turner that was hanging around his neck. He attempted to grab it. Past Harry let one of his hands loose on his throat and seized his hand that was reaching for the Time- Turner.
'Now, now, don't sink so low as your little buddy Draco Malfoy!! Ha Ha'
Harry knew that he was going to pass out any minute, and that he had no chance now. Just at that moment Hermione came bursting into the toilets, her wand in hand. She ran up to Past Harry and grabbed him by his shirt sleeve.
'Excuse me? Didn't your parents ever tell you, not to play with fire?' She told him, chanting a small spell, ending up in a spark of fire shooting out of her wand and setting his sleeve on fire, 'Oh, I forgot you have no parents!'
He let go of Harry to try to put it out, and Hermione helped him back up.
'Hermione?' He wheezed, 'I thought you went to Australia?'
'Change of plans! My grandmother became very sick'
They completely ignored the Harry on fire and ran over to Ron who had passed out.
'He's out cold' Harry said, voice still croaky, 'I'm lucky you showed up when you did! I would have died!'
'Don't say that Harry! You can't die! We'll miss you!' Hermione stated, looking back up at Past Harry who had put out all the flames with the water from the basins. Her and Harry stood back up and stood in front of him. He was staring into the mirror at them.
'Hermione, Hermione........ You always pop up at the wrong times don't you?
'Not like you did!' She yelled back, and he sharply turned to face them, but Harry was still staring at the mirror.
The other one began walking towards Hermione, looking very mad.
'You're a silly, silly girl' He mumbled, and Harry stayed put.
She edged away from him and extracted her wand again.
'Stay away from me you freak!' She screamed, and the two Harry's ended up standing together in line.
Past Harry turns to whisper in his ear.
'What the hell are you doing now Potter?!'
He began to walk towards the mirror, as stiff as a board.
'Harry, what are you doing?!' Hermione cried, but he just gestured to her to wait.
Standing directly in front of the mirror he started to examine it. He looked at himself in it and the other Harry as well. Leaning in on it just so his nose is about an inch away from the glass. His eyes moved up and down, until he blew on it. Nothing happened. He blew harder. Nothing happened.
'What are you trying to do Potter?' Past Harry demanded,
He didn't move. His eyes flicked between himself and the other Harry, closing them.
'Mirror, mirror on the wall, What is the secret of this all? You hide an answer deep inside, What is the thing that I must find?' He chanted to himself.
Nothing happened.
Opening his eyes once more he glanced to the Past Harry who had a rather sarcastic look on his face, and back to himself.
'What the heck was that supposed to do, Mr. Big Shot!?' Past Harry chuckled.
He remained still again, and blew on the glass. The effect of this on it was strange. He looked up the mirror to see the glass ripple like water. He did it again and for a second time, the mirror rippled. He moved back from the surface of the cold glass at arms distance. Lifting up one hand, he gazed at it, then the mirror. With a sudden burst of curiosity he thrust his hand into the liquid like glass. Just as if it were water, he moved his hand around in circles, as if to find something. The rippling became more intense as Hermione and Past Harry watched intently, wide eyed. Slowly, he retracted his hand, and the silver liquid that made up the glass, left with his hand. He examined this and twisted his wrist so that the liquid fell to the floor. Holding his hand up in front of his face, he again gazed at it. Investigating it carefully, he started to smile. He turned around, hand sill in the air and pointed to Past Harry.
'I know your secret' He declared, still grinning at him.
'Harry, what are you talking about? What's wrong?' Hermione cried, and yet he still didn't move.
'Hermione, just do what I say' He replied, refraining from taking his eyes off the other Harry in case he tried to make a run for it. He walked up with Hermione.
'What the heck is going on? My secret? What the heck is that??' Harry sniggered,
Harry began to walk forward, still smiling.
'Is it true that you were the one that attacked Malfoy?' He asked,
'Yeah, so?'
'You attacked him to get your beloved Time-Turner back, right?'
'Yep' He sarcastically grinned back at him,
'And without the Time-Turner you can't go backwards and forwards through time'
'Obviously!'
Harry paused for a moment, he sounded as if he knew what he was doing.
'But the thing is that you need a warphole to pass between the time frames am I right?' Harry continued,
'You're just a smart alec aren't you?'
'Harry, where are you going with this?' Hermione grunted,
He began to walk around and around Past Harry, examining him.
'You look pretty identical to me,..... strange' He said, a crack still in his voice.
'Get to the point!!' Past Harry barked at him.
'Give me my chance' He replied, waving his hand like a Jedi, and the other just pouted.
'Hermione, was there ever a time in the wizarding world when you'd look into a mirror and do something, only to find your reflection do something completely different?'
'Yes! As a matter of fact, it happened the other day at home. Why?' She explained, and Harry sighed,
''That's great and all but, .........how come I don't have a reflection?' He retorted, staring into the mirror at only Hermione and Past Harry staring back at him. Hermione glared at it, in total shock. She waltzed up to the mirror herself, and examined it.
'YOU'RE WASTING MY TIME!! BOTH OF YOU!!' The other Harry barked again, 'JUST GIVE ME THE PHILOSOPHER'S STONE!!'
'We don't have it! Can't you understand?!' Harry bellowed,
'Me!? understand you!? Ha, ha, ha!!' Past Harry lunged at him again, grabbing his wrist as he put his hands out to stop him. With his wand in his hand, Past Harry continued to wrestle with him, trying to each other up against the wall. Hermione watched in awe as Harry was pinned to the floor, a foot deep in his ribs.
'Hermione! The Time-Turner! Get the Time-Turner!!' He screeched, trying hard to pull the other Harry's foot off him.
Hermione attempted to make a run up behind him. Just as he turned around to stop her, she grabbed him by clamping her arm around his neck. He and Hermione sank to the floor, Past Harry striving to loosen her grip.
'I've always wanted to do this!' She yelled, Harry's face turning to complete doubt as he got up off the ground. He shook off the disbelief and took out his wand. Pointing it at the Time-Turner, Hermione, with one hand managed to undo the chain around his neck.
'Wingardium Leviosa!' Harry chanted, swishing and flicking his wand at it. It began to float towards him, as he moved his wand with it.
'No! Don't take it from me! I need that! Unless...' He struggled a bit,' ....you want to end up hanging high up in the air like Malfoy!'
'Harry? Really! I, think not! Imposter!' Hermione shrieked,
With the Time-Turner in his hand, Harry walked over to them sitting on the floor. He knelt down, as the other tried to grab him.
'I know that you look identical to me, but everyone has a difference when they look into a mirror, so......' He put his hand on Past Harry's forehead and pushed the hair away. He had a scar, but it was flipped.
'Funny, mine's not like this'
Hermione was looking into the mirror at what he was showing her. Harry picked up a piece of sharp glass from one of the other shattered mirrors, and scratched another lightning bolt into his forehead.
'That's better! Now you look like me' He demanded, blood trickling down the other's furious face. He struggled again as Harry got up.
'Harry! What ever you're going to do, do it now! I can't hold him much longer!'
Again he raised his wand at him,
'Alright Hermione, let him go!'
She stood back up as Past Harry scrambled off the floor to knock her over. He hit her, making her fall backwards into the toilet door which was shut, bumped her head and fell into the cubicle on the floor.
'Hermione!' Harry shrieked, she didn't answer back.
Past Harry blew away a drop of blood on his nose as he moved towards him.
'Your life is piece of shit Potter! I should know! Nothing good comes out of it!'
'I'm warning you! I have the Time-Turner and I know how to get rid of you!!' Harry screamed, holding the hourglass tightly in his fist.
'You may know how to exterminate something like me, that isn't human, ' He said, bending down and picking up a few glass shards that lay on the floor, 'But everyone knows how to kill a human being!'
He began tossing the glass like ninja stars at Harry. They whizzed through the cold air straight at Harry who dodged them slightly, one getting him in the arm, making him drop his wand. Harry yelled with pain, looking down at the piece of mirror wedged in the higher part of his arm. The other Harry chuckled but only watched as with his other shaking hand, removed it slowly, and let it fall to the floor. He cradled his wound with his hand as it had begun to bleed, but he kept the Time-Turner firmly clasped in his limp hand.
'That was just the beginning you little asshole!!' Past Harry cried, again lunging at him.
When Harry let go of his injured arm, the other grabbed it and squeezed it as hard as he could.
'AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!' Harry screamed in pain, slowly opening his eyes to switch the Time-Turner to his other hand that was currently keeping Past Harry from strangling him. He ducked the next aim at his throat and stuck his hand high up in the air, the golden chain of the Time-Turner hanging down. Past Harry looked up and tried to snatch it but missed, instead clutching Harry's throat and arm at the same time.
'Your days of being the "Boy Who Lived" is over!' Past Harry ginned, but he just smiled back closing his eyes.
'Mirror, mirror on the wall, Here is the thing that you did call, The evil that possesses us so, Will finally be the one to go!' Harry yelled as loud as he could, with a raspy voice and hand still up in the air.
The mirror that hung behind them on the wall began to ripple again. It had suddenly begun to shake violently, and the Time-Turner which was in his hand started to glow a bright green glow. As it floated out of his hand, it spun around and around rapidly. Past Harry looked up in shock as Harry removed himself from the loose grip, and stumbled forwards onto the floor. He looked up and watched as the mirror's glass created a whirlpool directly in the centre, Past Harry still staring at it. The golden chain on the Time-Turner started to grow larger and longer in length. It darted like a snitch around him and tied him up.
'No!' Past Harry screamed, 'No! I want the stone! I won't go back until I have it! I won't!' He was starting to get sucked into the whirlpool as the Time-Turner dragged him in. Harry could hear him screaming. 'Harry! Voldemort will kill you! Don't forget that!'
The whirlpool settled back into it's original form. Harry got up, still cradling his arm, and leaned against the basin in front of the mirror, staring at his reflection which was once again back. He paused for a moment or two to look at himself, and ran over to Hermione.
'Hermione! Hermione!' He shook her, but she was knocked out.
Just at that moment, Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall and Hagrid came bursting into the room.
' Harry, 'arry are you ere?!' Hagrid called out, 'Oh dea', there's poor Ron'
Hagrid strolled over to Ron and picked him up. Harry stepped out from the cubicle, Hermione in his arms.
'Harry Potter, you've really done yourself in this time!' Snape sneered, and McGonagall took Hermione from him.
'But another Harry, he.......'
'No more lying Potter! I'm going to take at least 200.....' Snape was interrupted by Dumbledore apperating in front of them.
'Servus, now, let Harry explain everything' He told them.
'But Potter was.......' Snape began but was stopped by Dumbledore waving his hand. He turned to Harry.
'Harry, the mirror came to life didn't it?'
'Yes' He mumbled back,
'Ah, yes. Mirror Harry' Dumbledore said calmly. Harry looked puzzled.
'But how....'
'Well, on that day that everybody saw you get hit in the head by that bludger, I came to visit you. When you sat up in bed to speak to me, you had no reflection in the mirror. I found it to be quite odd, but noticed you had no sparkle in your eyes like you normally do. That's when I realised how Filch and the others were being tormented. By another Harry. A mirrored image of you' 'Filch!.......he's dead....' Harry told him cautiously.
'Yes, sadly so is Mrs. Norris. There is nothing we can do about it now' He replied, when he noticed Harry's hurt arm, 'That looks nasty. Come, we shall heal yourself and your friends'
Harry smiled and walked out the door looking at Snape as he went who had an evil hate look in his eyes. He wanted to take all of Gryffindor's points away from him.
Closing the door to the girls toilets behind him, the Past Harry left the hallway, Ron and Harry completely surprised.
'He's a follower of Voldemort!' Harry cried,
'But how? He's you! From the past!' Ron snapped back,
'I don't know but I'm going to find out!' Harry replied, stepping out from behind the statuette and walking slowly towards the toilet door.
'Harry! What are you doing! Come back!' Ron yelled at him, but he began to follow him.
When they reached it, the put their ears to the cold glass to hear what was going on inside.
'That is not possible! I cannot get hold of him! He is always surrounded by people!' They heard the other Harry cry.
'WELL TRY HARDER!!!' A very loud voice replied back, 'YOU MUST RETRIEVE THE PHILOSOPHER'S STONE AS SOON AS YOU CAN!! YOU KNOW WHY!'
'What makes you think that it is here master?'
'IT WAS TAKEN BY HARRY POTTER AND HE SHALL STILL BE IN POSSESSION OF IT IN THAT TIME FRAME!'
'I still don't understand how that makes it possible'
'DON'T QUESTION ME!!'
'I am sorry my master, I did not mean to upset you! Tomorrow I shall continue my search for that stone! Meanwhile I will come home'
At that very moment, Ron and Harry, leaned on the door and it swung open, they fell to the ground, sliding along and leaving them lying on the cold stone floor below the other Harry. They looked up at him and he just grinned back.
'Well, well, perhaps I don't need to leave after all!' He told them, as they both got up off the ground. Ron started towards the door again, but Harry stopped him.
'No, you can't be afraid of him! It's just me!'
'Yes, he's right! I'm just you! One year before, and from another dimension!'
Harry looked to Ron who looked as if he was going to cry. He stepped forward cautiously and looked into the other Harry's eyes.
'Why are you here? What do you want from me? Do you want the Philosopher's Stone?' He asked him slowly, the other Harry grinned back at him and just laughed.
'You do catch on quickly don't you?' He laughed back, 'That's right I want that stone!'
'What for?'
'Don't ask too many questions kid!.......I want the philosopher's stone because master Voldemort promised me that he would bring back my parents for me. And I can tell you this now, kid! Nothing is going to stop me!!' The other Harry yelled at him,
'Don't believe him! He lied to me! He lied to you!' Harry cried back,
'Yes but you see, me and master Voldemort have been partners for quite a while now, and we always keep our promises!'
'You don't understand! Voldemort was made to be an evil man and he won't do it!!'
The other Harry got mad and grabbed him by his throat.
'DON'T TELL ME WHAT I ALREADY KNOW! HE IS A GREAT MAN! HE WILL BE THE RULER OF ALL THE WIZARDING WORLD! DON'T YOU FORGET THAT HARRY POTTER OR I WILL DO THE SAME TO YOU AS I DID TO YOUR BELOVED CARETAKER FILCH!,' Harry was struggling to loosen the other Harry's grip so that he could breathe. Ron came over and tried to pull him off, but he just let go, leaving him to fall to the floor, clutching his throat. 'DO YOU HAVE THE STONE OR NOT!'
'No I don't! It was destroyed by Dumbledore the moment it was taken away from the dungeons'
There was a long silence while the other Harry almost stumbled backwards into the wall. He looked as if he was about to have a heart attack, but he got back up, very furiously, and walked back over to Ron and Harry.
'Excuse me? Did I hear you wrong? I am sure that you said the stone was DESTROYED!!'
'It is' Harry replied shakily,
Another silence rang out as the other Harry let out a piercing scream into the mirror that was beside him.
'NO!! IT CAN'T BE GONE!! I NEED THAT STONE! I WANT MY PARENTS BACK!' He continued to scream, and pulled out his wand, pointing it directly at Harry's head, 'AND NO IMPOSTER IS GOING TO KEEP ME FROM THINKING SO!!'
There was a flash of green light and something shot out of the end of his wand and hit the stone floor just as Harry rolled away. He got up swiftly and took out his wand as well. Past Harry was still attempting to attack him, but Harry continued to use repelling charms to keep it from hitting him. He got furious and turned to Ron.
'RON WATCH OUT!' Harry shrieked, just as a red spark of light shot out of his wand and hit Ron just on the tip of his shoulder, ending up in him falling backwards onto the floor, 'NO!!'
The room went silent as he again turned back to Harry, wand pointing directly at his head.
'YOU DON'T GET IT DO YOU!?' Harry screamed trying to back away from the imminent wand at his head, 'THE STONE ISN'T HERE ANYMORE! IT'S GONE! I DON'T HAVE IT!'
'Yes, I know that, yet, I also know that you were the one that removed it from the dungeons, were you not?'
'Well.....yes but'
'And I also know now that because of you, the stone was DESTROYED AND IT'LL NEVER BE USED AGAIN!'
'Uh....'
'AND IT WAS ALL YOUR FAULT!' Past Harry lunged forward at Harry's throat, grabbing him and smashing him up against one of the toilet doors. He tried struggling, and even tried the same thing that he did the last year by burning him with his hands but it didn't seem to work. Past Harry continued to bash Harry against the wall, until he started to feel a little faint. But one thing that he noticed was the Time-Turner that was hanging around his neck. He attempted to grab it. Past Harry let one of his hands loose on his throat and seized his hand that was reaching for the Time- Turner.
'Now, now, don't sink so low as your little buddy Draco Malfoy!! Ha Ha'
Harry knew that he was going to pass out any minute, and that he had no chance now. Just at that moment Hermione came bursting into the toilets, her wand in hand. She ran up to Past Harry and grabbed him by his shirt sleeve.
'Excuse me? Didn't your parents ever tell you, not to play with fire?' She told him, chanting a small spell, ending up in a spark of fire shooting out of her wand and setting his sleeve on fire, 'Oh, I forgot you have no parents!'
He let go of Harry to try to put it out, and Hermione helped him back up.
'Hermione?' He wheezed, 'I thought you went to Australia?'
'Change of plans! My grandmother became very sick'
They completely ignored the Harry on fire and ran over to Ron who had passed out.
'He's out cold' Harry said, voice still croaky, 'I'm lucky you showed up when you did! I would have died!'
'Don't say that Harry! You can't die! We'll miss you!' Hermione stated, looking back up at Past Harry who had put out all the flames with the water from the basins. Her and Harry stood back up and stood in front of him. He was staring into the mirror at them.
'Hermione, Hermione........ You always pop up at the wrong times don't you?
'Not like you did!' She yelled back, and he sharply turned to face them, but Harry was still staring at the mirror.
The other one began walking towards Hermione, looking very mad.
'You're a silly, silly girl' He mumbled, and Harry stayed put.
She edged away from him and extracted her wand again.
'Stay away from me you freak!' She screamed, and the two Harry's ended up standing together in line.
Past Harry turns to whisper in his ear.
'What the hell are you doing now Potter?!'
He began to walk towards the mirror, as stiff as a board.
'Harry, what are you doing?!' Hermione cried, but he just gestured to her to wait.
Standing directly in front of the mirror he started to examine it. He looked at himself in it and the other Harry as well. Leaning in on it just so his nose is about an inch away from the glass. His eyes moved up and down, until he blew on it. Nothing happened. He blew harder. Nothing happened.
'What are you trying to do Potter?' Past Harry demanded,
He didn't move. His eyes flicked between himself and the other Harry, closing them.
'Mirror, mirror on the wall, What is the secret of this all? You hide an answer deep inside, What is the thing that I must find?' He chanted to himself.
Nothing happened.
Opening his eyes once more he glanced to the Past Harry who had a rather sarcastic look on his face, and back to himself.
'What the heck was that supposed to do, Mr. Big Shot!?' Past Harry chuckled.
He remained still again, and blew on the glass. The effect of this on it was strange. He looked up the mirror to see the glass ripple like water. He did it again and for a second time, the mirror rippled. He moved back from the surface of the cold glass at arms distance. Lifting up one hand, he gazed at it, then the mirror. With a sudden burst of curiosity he thrust his hand into the liquid like glass. Just as if it were water, he moved his hand around in circles, as if to find something. The rippling became more intense as Hermione and Past Harry watched intently, wide eyed. Slowly, he retracted his hand, and the silver liquid that made up the glass, left with his hand. He examined this and twisted his wrist so that the liquid fell to the floor. Holding his hand up in front of his face, he again gazed at it. Investigating it carefully, he started to smile. He turned around, hand sill in the air and pointed to Past Harry.
'I know your secret' He declared, still grinning at him.
'Harry, what are you talking about? What's wrong?' Hermione cried, and yet he still didn't move.
'Hermione, just do what I say' He replied, refraining from taking his eyes off the other Harry in case he tried to make a run for it. He walked up with Hermione.
'What the heck is going on? My secret? What the heck is that??' Harry sniggered,
Harry began to walk forward, still smiling.
'Is it true that you were the one that attacked Malfoy?' He asked,
'Yeah, so?'
'You attacked him to get your beloved Time-Turner back, right?'
'Yep' He sarcastically grinned back at him,
'And without the Time-Turner you can't go backwards and forwards through time'
'Obviously!'
Harry paused for a moment, he sounded as if he knew what he was doing.
'But the thing is that you need a warphole to pass between the time frames am I right?' Harry continued,
'You're just a smart alec aren't you?'
'Harry, where are you going with this?' Hermione grunted,
He began to walk around and around Past Harry, examining him.
'You look pretty identical to me,..... strange' He said, a crack still in his voice.
'Get to the point!!' Past Harry barked at him.
'Give me my chance' He replied, waving his hand like a Jedi, and the other just pouted.
'Hermione, was there ever a time in the wizarding world when you'd look into a mirror and do something, only to find your reflection do something completely different?'
'Yes! As a matter of fact, it happened the other day at home. Why?' She explained, and Harry sighed,
''That's great and all but, .........how come I don't have a reflection?' He retorted, staring into the mirror at only Hermione and Past Harry staring back at him. Hermione glared at it, in total shock. She waltzed up to the mirror herself, and examined it.
'YOU'RE WASTING MY TIME!! BOTH OF YOU!!' The other Harry barked again, 'JUST GIVE ME THE PHILOSOPHER'S STONE!!'
'We don't have it! Can't you understand?!' Harry bellowed,
'Me!? understand you!? Ha, ha, ha!!' Past Harry lunged at him again, grabbing his wrist as he put his hands out to stop him. With his wand in his hand, Past Harry continued to wrestle with him, trying to each other up against the wall. Hermione watched in awe as Harry was pinned to the floor, a foot deep in his ribs.
'Hermione! The Time-Turner! Get the Time-Turner!!' He screeched, trying hard to pull the other Harry's foot off him.
Hermione attempted to make a run up behind him. Just as he turned around to stop her, she grabbed him by clamping her arm around his neck. He and Hermione sank to the floor, Past Harry striving to loosen her grip.
'I've always wanted to do this!' She yelled, Harry's face turning to complete doubt as he got up off the ground. He shook off the disbelief and took out his wand. Pointing it at the Time-Turner, Hermione, with one hand managed to undo the chain around his neck.
'Wingardium Leviosa!' Harry chanted, swishing and flicking his wand at it. It began to float towards him, as he moved his wand with it.
'No! Don't take it from me! I need that! Unless...' He struggled a bit,' ....you want to end up hanging high up in the air like Malfoy!'
'Harry? Really! I, think not! Imposter!' Hermione shrieked,
With the Time-Turner in his hand, Harry walked over to them sitting on the floor. He knelt down, as the other tried to grab him.
'I know that you look identical to me, but everyone has a difference when they look into a mirror, so......' He put his hand on Past Harry's forehead and pushed the hair away. He had a scar, but it was flipped.
'Funny, mine's not like this'
Hermione was looking into the mirror at what he was showing her. Harry picked up a piece of sharp glass from one of the other shattered mirrors, and scratched another lightning bolt into his forehead.
'That's better! Now you look like me' He demanded, blood trickling down the other's furious face. He struggled again as Harry got up.
'Harry! What ever you're going to do, do it now! I can't hold him much longer!'
Again he raised his wand at him,
'Alright Hermione, let him go!'
She stood back up as Past Harry scrambled off the floor to knock her over. He hit her, making her fall backwards into the toilet door which was shut, bumped her head and fell into the cubicle on the floor.
'Hermione!' Harry shrieked, she didn't answer back.
Past Harry blew away a drop of blood on his nose as he moved towards him.
'Your life is piece of shit Potter! I should know! Nothing good comes out of it!'
'I'm warning you! I have the Time-Turner and I know how to get rid of you!!' Harry screamed, holding the hourglass tightly in his fist.
'You may know how to exterminate something like me, that isn't human, ' He said, bending down and picking up a few glass shards that lay on the floor, 'But everyone knows how to kill a human being!'
He began tossing the glass like ninja stars at Harry. They whizzed through the cold air straight at Harry who dodged them slightly, one getting him in the arm, making him drop his wand. Harry yelled with pain, looking down at the piece of mirror wedged in the higher part of his arm. The other Harry chuckled but only watched as with his other shaking hand, removed it slowly, and let it fall to the floor. He cradled his wound with his hand as it had begun to bleed, but he kept the Time-Turner firmly clasped in his limp hand.
'That was just the beginning you little asshole!!' Past Harry cried, again lunging at him.
When Harry let go of his injured arm, the other grabbed it and squeezed it as hard as he could.
'AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!' Harry screamed in pain, slowly opening his eyes to switch the Time-Turner to his other hand that was currently keeping Past Harry from strangling him. He ducked the next aim at his throat and stuck his hand high up in the air, the golden chain of the Time-Turner hanging down. Past Harry looked up and tried to snatch it but missed, instead clutching Harry's throat and arm at the same time.
'Your days of being the "Boy Who Lived" is over!' Past Harry ginned, but he just smiled back closing his eyes.
'Mirror, mirror on the wall, Here is the thing that you did call, The evil that possesses us so, Will finally be the one to go!' Harry yelled as loud as he could, with a raspy voice and hand still up in the air.
The mirror that hung behind them on the wall began to ripple again. It had suddenly begun to shake violently, and the Time-Turner which was in his hand started to glow a bright green glow. As it floated out of his hand, it spun around and around rapidly. Past Harry looked up in shock as Harry removed himself from the loose grip, and stumbled forwards onto the floor. He looked up and watched as the mirror's glass created a whirlpool directly in the centre, Past Harry still staring at it. The golden chain on the Time-Turner started to grow larger and longer in length. It darted like a snitch around him and tied him up.
'No!' Past Harry screamed, 'No! I want the stone! I won't go back until I have it! I won't!' He was starting to get sucked into the whirlpool as the Time-Turner dragged him in. Harry could hear him screaming. 'Harry! Voldemort will kill you! Don't forget that!'
The whirlpool settled back into it's original form. Harry got up, still cradling his arm, and leaned against the basin in front of the mirror, staring at his reflection which was once again back. He paused for a moment or two to look at himself, and ran over to Hermione.
'Hermione! Hermione!' He shook her, but she was knocked out.
Just at that moment, Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall and Hagrid came bursting into the room.
' Harry, 'arry are you ere?!' Hagrid called out, 'Oh dea', there's poor Ron'
Hagrid strolled over to Ron and picked him up. Harry stepped out from the cubicle, Hermione in his arms.
'Harry Potter, you've really done yourself in this time!' Snape sneered, and McGonagall took Hermione from him.
'But another Harry, he.......'
'No more lying Potter! I'm going to take at least 200.....' Snape was interrupted by Dumbledore apperating in front of them.
'Servus, now, let Harry explain everything' He told them.
'But Potter was.......' Snape began but was stopped by Dumbledore waving his hand. He turned to Harry.
'Harry, the mirror came to life didn't it?'
'Yes' He mumbled back,
'Ah, yes. Mirror Harry' Dumbledore said calmly. Harry looked puzzled.
'But how....'
'Well, on that day that everybody saw you get hit in the head by that bludger, I came to visit you. When you sat up in bed to speak to me, you had no reflection in the mirror. I found it to be quite odd, but noticed you had no sparkle in your eyes like you normally do. That's when I realised how Filch and the others were being tormented. By another Harry. A mirrored image of you' 'Filch!.......he's dead....' Harry told him cautiously.
'Yes, sadly so is Mrs. Norris. There is nothing we can do about it now' He replied, when he noticed Harry's hurt arm, 'That looks nasty. Come, we shall heal yourself and your friends'
Harry smiled and walked out the door looking at Snape as he went who had an evil hate look in his eyes. He wanted to take all of Gryffindor's points away from him.